Booze is Not “Living Water”

Water LivingSo, I’m walking around, hugging and loving on homeless friends on the street. and I happened to have 32 bottles of Gatorade to hand out to them, too.

The winds roared with gusts and the clouds swirled and laughter abounded. It’s like the spring weather lifted spirits. Like hope rose with each breeze whipping by us.

One man asked me if the drink cost anything. He was serious and not much of a talker. Of course, I passed him one, and assured him I was simply a friend who loved God. He nodded and downed the Gatorade.

Another friend put her arm around me assuring me that I was safe since she was my protection. She was alert, smiling and bouncy, telling everyone that we were Church under the Bridge friends. So I used her comment to invite everyone to services.

Then a friend who hates me (really he does at times) allowed me to chunk a bottle of Gatorade his way. I did play softball in college and I loved pulling a muscle for the Lord by throwing it at him.

He caught it, surprised I think, at my ability. Or lack there of. He said, “You wouldn’t give me two bottles would you?”

I reared back and threw him another bottle. And he actually said, “Thank you.”

Walking with another friend, I handed him a drink and he responded, “This is not the drink I need.”

I thought he meant booze, so I mouthed at him. “Now! Now! This is a great drink.”

Laughing, he said, “Ms. Pam I’m talking about the woman at the well who came to Jesus and how she found the living water in Him.

Slapping his arm, I said, “That’s what I thought you meant.”

He smiled, “I’m sure you did. You know the living water in Jesus is what we all need most.”

My homeless friend went on to preach a mini-sermon right there on the street to a captive audience of twenty or so folks.

John 4:14 tells us what Jesus said to the woman at the well, “but whoever drinks of the water that I will give him will never be thirsty again. The water that I will give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.”

Yes, the “living water” was poured into hearts at the “well”, and I played a little softball too!! And received more hugs than any one person deserves!!

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